Drip
Or the story of migrant mankind

Where was I? I crawl drip unto the quay. I swim myself a new space. Tock. If I could choose where, then not here. But there. Where I can stare, whisper and where it does not matter if I can be heard or not. About sounding and consounding, splashing, leaving, quitting. Far away. About roaming. Roaming far away. By wind. By weather.

Murmuring abracadabra zigzag stumbling squeaking inhaling lacking foothold.

direction and performance 
Annemieke Ros, Kim van den Bemt music and composition Matteo Mijderwijk

Type  Figurative musical theatre 
Duration
 15 min. / Part of route Eilandvariaties (100 min.)
Wheelchair accessible No
Age All ages
Language no problem